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... d in ice crystals and violent rain, while the other leaned against the fickle aurora.
Ian raised his sword, and a hazy white mist spilled out from the gaps in the alchemist’s armor, but it wasn’t the chill one might expect. Instead, it was the steam of intense heat.
Contrasting this, behind him, structures made of ice continuously swelled, ultimately forming wing-like frameworks. The true chill, mixed with essence, erupted from them, turning the surrounding raindrops into brillia ...
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